When Wishes Come True (continued 3)

“Here you go, Charlie,” Chelsea said as she handed the funny rabbit his milk. “If I keep this up, Mom will know that something’s going on!”
“Oh don’t worry, she’ll never find out!” Charlie replied.
“Ok, if you say so,” Chelsea doubtfully said, “I still just think it’s only a matter of time.”
“Yum, yum! That milk was good! Hm, what do I want now?”
“Oh no you don’t!” Chelsea exclaimed, “You’ve had enough to eat and drink for one afternoon! I wished for a pet bunny rabbit, not one that orders me around! I think I’m going to tell Mama.”
“No, no! Don’t tell your mother! I’ll be good! I won’t be greedy, I promise!”
“Even if you are good, I would still have to keep you a secret. Yes, I’m going to tell Mama right now!”

“Chelsea, it’s time to wake up!”
“What? Mama, I have to tell you something!” Chelsea shouted, and then she realized that she was in bed and that everything had been a dream.
“What is it?” Mama asked.
“Oh, never mind; it was just a dream!”